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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A08113	The castell of pleasure The conueyaunce of a dreme how Desyre went to the castell of pleasure, wherin was the gardyn of affeccyon inhabyted by Beaute to whome he amerously expressed his loue vpon ye whiche supplycacyon rose grete stryfe dysputacyon, and argument betwene Pyte and Dysdayne.	Neville, William, b. 1497.; Copland, Robert, fl. 1508-1547.	1530 (1530)	STC 18475; ESTC S110076	17,329	38

¶ The Castell of pleasure ¶ Desyre ¶ Beaute ¶ Pleasure ¶ The conueyaunce of a dreme how Desyre went to the castell of pleasure Wherin was the gardyn of affeccyon in habyted by Beaute to whome he amerously expressed his loue vpon the whiche supplycacyon rose grete stryfe dysputacyon and argument betwene Pyte and Dysdayne ¶ Coplande the prynter to the auctour ¶ Your mynde consydered your good entent Theffecte regarded in euery maner case your cyrcumstaunce and labour dylygent Who wyll construe is of grete effycace your sentences morally tenbrace Concerneth reason of ●auryate grauyte yonge tender hertes tal●cte with amyte ¶ your arge also flourynge in vyrent youthe So to bestowe is gretly to commende Bookes to endyte of maters ryght vncouthe Ensample gyuynge to all suche as pretende In tharte of loue theyr myndes to condescende In termes freshe theyr courage to endewe Not with rude toyes but elegant and newe ¶ yet ben there many that lytell regarde your pleasures castell inhabyte with beaute And I am sure wolde gyue but small rewarde For this your labour and studyous dyte But had ye compyled some maner subtylte Lucre to gete theyr neyghbour to begyle They wolde alowe it a perfyte dyscrete style ¶ Thauctour ¶ My boke of loue belonges to no suche arte But to the pleasure is his hoole affeccyon Of gentyll people whiche lyketh to take parte In pleasaunt youth with amorous dyleccyon Honour regarded in clene cyrcumspeccyon Layenge a parte ▪ all wylfull vayne desyre To conforte them that brenne in louynge fyre ¶ Coplande ¶ Bokes of loue innumerable prynted be I mene of ladyes and many a hardy kynght Without regarde of sensuall nycete In loue exploytynge truely with all theyr myght But loue of golde these dayes blyndeth the syght Of men and women hauynge theyr delyte Onely for mede to do theyr appetyte Thauctour ¶ Enprynt this boke Coplande at my request And put it forth to euery maner of state It doeth no good lyenge styll in my chyst To passe the tyme some wyll bye it algate Cause it is newe compyled now of late At leest way yonge folke wyll gladly seke recure Beauty to gete in the toure of pleasure ¶ Coplande At your instaunce I shall it gladly impresse But the vtteraunce I thynke wyll be but smale Bokes be not set by theyr tymes is past I gesse The dyse and kardes in drynkynge wyne and and ale Tables cayles and balles they be nowe set a sale Men let theyr chyldren vse al suche harlotry That byenge of bokes they vtterly deny ¶ Finit prologus ¶ En passant le temps sans mal pencer TOrnyng trauersynge hystoryes vnstedfaste In Ouydes bokes of transformacyon It was my fortune and chaunce at the laste In ouertornyng of the leues to se in what fncyō Phebus was inflamyd by inspyracyon Of cruell cupyde to hym immercyable Whiche of hym was worthy no commendacyon Shewynge hymselfe alwayes deceyuable Therfore I wolde gladly yf I were able The maner playnly and in fewe wordes dysclose How phebus and cupyd togyer were compenable Fyrst it to shewe I wyll me dyspose ¶ Phebus set on pryde and hault in corage Spake these wordes of grete audacyte Cupyde thou boy of yonge and tender aege How mayst thou be ●o bolde to compare with me These arowes becomes me as thou mayst clerely se Wherwith I maye wounde bothe man and beste And for that at all creatures be subgect to the So moche is thy power lesse than myn at eche feste Well well sayd cupyde it lyketh you to geste This sayd he assended to the mount pernassus On the hyght his armes shortly abrode he keste And sayd I trust I shall this in haste dyscusse For a profe he toke forth of his arowy quyuer A golden darte with loue ryght penytrable Made sharpe at the poynt that it myght enter With it he stroke phebus with a stroke ryght lamentable It to resyste he was weyke and vnable The stroke of his power who can or may resyste But he must obey and to loue be agreable Cōstreyned by cupyde whiche may stryke whome he lyst Another darte he toke soone in his fyste Contrary to thoder ledyn blont and heuy With this he stroke Phebus loue or she wyste So that the more he desyred the more she dyd deny ¶ Her name was Daphnys whiche deuoyde of loue By dame saunce mercy whiche made hym to complayne Cupyde in sondry wyse his power dyde proue On th one with loue on thoder with dysdayne Thone dyd fle thoder wolde optayne Thone was gladde thoder was in wo Thone was pencyfe and oppressed with payne Thoder in Ioye cared not thoughe it were so By fere and dysdayne she dyd hym ouergo Lyke to an hare she ranne in haste He folowed lyke a grehounde desyre wrought hym wo But all was in vayne his labour was but waste The nyght drewe nye the daye was at a syde My herte was heuy I moche desyred rest Whan without confort alone I dyd abyde Seynge the shadowes fall frome the hylles in the west Eche byrde vnder boughe drewe nye to theyr nest The chymneys frome ferre began to smoke Eche housholder went about to lodge his gest The storke ferynge stormes toke the chymney for a cloke Eche chambre and chyst were soone put vnder locke Curfew was ronge lyghtes were set vp in haste They that were without for lodgynge soone dyd knocke Which were playne p̄cedentes the daye was clerely paste ¶ Thus a slepe I fell by a sodayne chaunce Whan I lacked lyght alone without conforte My sore study with slouthe dyde me enhaunce Myn eyes were heuy my tonge without dysporte Caused many fantasyes to me to resorte My herte was moche musynge my mynde was varyaūt So I was troubled with this vngracyous sorte That my herte mynde to slouthe shortely dyde graunt Aboute the whiche whyles I was attendaunt Sodaynly came Morpheus at a brayde Not affrayd but lyke a man ryght valyaunt Couragyously to me these wordes he sayde ¶ Morpheus ¶ Well knowen it is and noysed for a trothe Thoughe ꝑchaūce it hath not attayned yet to your audyence How Desyre in mynde hath made a solempne o the Beaute to serue without resistence So to contynue he doeth ryght well prepence Durynge his lyfe with loue stedfast and sure In parfyte loue to kepe one contynuaunce It is his mynde to do her suche pleasure ¶ On faruent loue he set holy his mynde Loue is his pleasure yet loue putteth hym to payne Moche rule I ensure you hath nature and kynde In hym as is possyble in one to remayne He wolde fayne haue release and dare not yet complayne Howbeit to suche a poynte he is now brought That eyther to shewe his mynde he must shortly be fayne Or elles his Ioye is clerely solde and bought ¶ For the whiche it is done me to vnderstande That he wyll shortly now expresse his entent And this they saye he wyll take on hande To go to her presence wherfore be